(A/N) In response to a review about Draco not being in character so much
(btw, thanks, I need wake up calls), I'll explain. You see, as much as I'm
trying, I'm not JK Rowling, and it's hard to figure out what someone else's
character would say/do, but I'm trying. But, I'll try harder. ;) I needed
to get through the bumpy beginning before I get into the real juicy stuff.
My problem is, I've got it all planned out in my head, the three major
things that I want. but their all very different from each other.I'll stop
talking, and just work this chapter out ( BTW, I apologize for spelling
mistakes now, I know there will be a lot of them, its 3:00 in the morning.
After Breakfast, Ginny and Draco decided to take a walk around the school. Hell, there was nothing else to do. As in any relationship, the first couple of months would be choppy, and considering it was only the first day. things weren't going as well as they hoped.
Draco had brought up their pasts, and each had proceeded to tell the other their life story as best as they could. They learned quite a bit about one another, and at the same time they were still strangers. As Draco walked slowly along side Ginny, listening to her speak about her brothers and some ridiculous prank they had pulled on their eccentric Aunt Belinda, he smirked slightly.
He'd been used to girls with no mind, no willpower to be themselves, flock about his feet. He could still be menacing with them, definitely. With Ginny, he was beginning to feel, it would be different. His smirk began to fade as he wondered if he was going to loose his sense of self. He'd never been in this sort of position; a position where a new side of himself was opening up. Ah, well, he'd deal with it. After all, he was a Malfoy. He began to tune Ginny back in, feeling momentary regret for not paying attention.
Throughout the month of February, Ginny and Draco learned to deal with each other. They grew into a best-friend affiliation rather then "boyfriend girlfriend". Draco learned to accept the new side of himself. They soon were rarely seen without each other, even in their common rooms (with rose quite a clamor between Housemates). As February turned into the month of March, they both had formed a solid bond with the other.
Ginny and Draco were seated at the end of the Gryffindor table one cold March afternoon.
"I still haven't figured out how I'm going to tell my Mum," Ginny said over a lukewarm cup of hot coco. Draco sighed at her.
"Its not you're Mum we ought to be worrying about. My Father on the other hand is the force that needs to be reckoned with," As Ginny placed her cup down, Draco reached for it and began to take a sip.
"You do realize you can easily pour yourself a cup of coco," Ginny snatched hers back and took a long gulp. Draco's all too familiar smirk splayed upon his lips.
"Yeah, I know," Ginny shook her head and sighed, secretly beaming inside. She placed her cup down next to Draco and slouched.
"I say we just tell them. Who cares what they think about it," Draco nodded sarcastically.
"Yes, of course. And when its time for me to receive the Dark Mark, my Father would personally take it upon himself to reject me, and furthermore plunge my character in the aphotic darkness of social ineptness," Ginny snorted.
"I suppose your character still means that much to you? My, my Draco, I figured you would have gotten over that complex by now," She paused in mock contemplation. "Ah well, I figure we can just pretend I'm your sex slave. That way, your father can still commend you on your dark and dirty deeds so that branded flesh is still foreseen in your future," The words dripped from Ginny's tongue. Draco leaned over and nipped at her earlobe softly.
"I love it when you talk dirty," He stood up from the table. "I ought to finish my homework, I'll come by to the tower before I retire," She waved goodbye to him and decided not to watch him leave. She sighed, and reached down into her bag for parchment and her ink, preparing herself for a letter home to Mother.
"Ginny, I don't exactly know how to answer your letter, so I'll just say what comes to mind. Food. And Dinner. That is to say, he's invited to dinner anytime he's available. Goodness knows I'm not one to turn someone away, even if he is a Malfoy. Now, I've spoken to your father, at your request, and he seems. alright with it. 'My daughter is growing up; I was ready for a future son in-law, but a MALFOY?!' He'll come around hunny. I'll write more in our weekly letter. Tell Draco I said hello, will you? Love, Mum," Ginny read to Draco.
She had received a reply from her family in response to her letter, and they seemed alright with it. At least her mother did. She was sure her father was taking this very hard.
"Was there anything in there that says I should bring something along every time I come for dinner?" Draco asked sarcastically. Ginny let the paper bend in her fingers, and looked over at Draco with reprimanding gaze.
"There's more," with a small flick of her wrist the paper once again stood at attention in front of her face. "P.S., I'm surprised Ron hadn't spoken with me earlier. I could tell from his past letters something was going on. Thank goodness someone finally clued me in," Ginny sighed. "As for you and Draco: I don't know how it happened, I just wish you the best. Mum," Ginny placed the paper down next to her on the maroon carpet.
Ginny and Draco were currently seated in the Gryffindor common room later that evening. Her mother had written back to her quickly, not nearly three hours had passed since she had sent the letter had she had the reply in her hands. Draco shrugged his shoulders.
"Let's hope you get that warm of a welcome from my family tree," Draco motioned for her to come sit next to him in front of the fire. She had been sitting in a huge leather chair, and gladly accepted the offer.
"Let's not worry about everyone else right now. I've been aching to hold you all day," Ginny sat down parallel to him, her legs bridging over his. His strong arm slid across her back and gathered her closer to him. Ginny brought her fathomless eyes to Draco's own lust filled eyes.
Ginny's right arm wove around Draco's back, while her left hand found Draco's right. She grasped his hand tightly as she closed her eyes to his lips. Instantly she felt that same electricity flow through her at the touch of his lips. Draco opened one eye to attempt to survey the room. Good, everyone went to bed.
He closed his eye and dove deeper into the kiss. His tongue darted in and out of her mouth, emitting small moans from Ginny. She soon felt something pressing hard against her thigh. She smiled into the kiss, knowing exactly what that was. She felt like it was time to that them onto the next level. She slowly pulled away from the kiss.
Draco's eyes questioned hers. She smiled at him and began to pull her body away from his.
"What the hell are you doing?" Draco grabbed lightly at her wrist. She crawled in front of him, the roaring fire reflecting in her eyes. She knelt down before him, her fingers traveling to the zipper on his pants.
"Unzipping your pants," she said simply. She looked up at him. He groaned softly and tilted his head back. She smile broadened as she looked back down to his pants. It disappeared when his hand reached up and stopped hers just as she was about to push away the folds of boxers to revile what had haunted her dreams for weeks now.
"What?" her voice trembled slightly. He looked up at her with roguish eyes and a casual smile.
"I'm in charge," He began to lean forward towards Ginny, and she soon found herself laying on her back, with Draco propping himself up next to her. She blushed briefly, but all was lost in another breathtaking kiss. She miraculously tore her mind away from his lips to down where his fingers were now touching.
Draco's legs were touching her left leg, her right one slowly stretched out to the right as his fingers lightly grazed the soft skin of her thigh. Draco had done this before, but he felt a sort of power and dominance over her that he had never felt before. She was new to this, he knew, and he wanted to give her a thrill like she had never experienced before. He kept his touches light and soothing while his lips and tongue mingled with hers.
As the kiss grew more urgent, and with the slight movement in Ginny's hips, Draco new he ought to move on. His fingertips dipped lower then they had before, and reached her underwear. Ginny dug her nails into his forearm in an attempt to halt his teasing fingers as he slid his finger along the very edge of fabric in-between her legs. He smiled against her lips as he finally took hold of her underwear and pulled them down along her thighs. Ginny helped by kicking them off the rest of the way, and with a loud exhalation of breath, urged him on.
Draco's fingers rested on her thigh momentarily then slid down the length of her leg. His fingers slid to the area that had been previously covered up, and in an instant of rush and desire, were inside the girl he had lusted for since the beginning of the school year.
YES! I know I need to finish this all in one chapter, but I'm getting way too tired to go on, but I want to post what I have done. Don't worry, tomorrow I'll add to the chapter and just replace the posted chapter with the complete chapter. Could I have possibly said chapter one more time? I think not.
After Breakfast, Ginny and Draco decided to take a walk around the school. Hell, there was nothing else to do. As in any relationship, the first couple of months would be choppy, and considering it was only the first day. things weren't going as well as they hoped.
Draco had brought up their pasts, and each had proceeded to tell the other their life story as best as they could. They learned quite a bit about one another, and at the same time they were still strangers. As Draco walked slowly along side Ginny, listening to her speak about her brothers and some ridiculous prank they had pulled on their eccentric Aunt Belinda, he smirked slightly.
He'd been used to girls with no mind, no willpower to be themselves, flock about his feet. He could still be menacing with them, definitely. With Ginny, he was beginning to feel, it would be different. His smirk began to fade as he wondered if he was going to loose his sense of self. He'd never been in this sort of position; a position where a new side of himself was opening up. Ah, well, he'd deal with it. After all, he was a Malfoy. He began to tune Ginny back in, feeling momentary regret for not paying attention.
Throughout the month of February, Ginny and Draco learned to deal with each other. They grew into a best-friend affiliation rather then "boyfriend girlfriend". Draco learned to accept the new side of himself. They soon were rarely seen without each other, even in their common rooms (with rose quite a clamor between Housemates). As February turned into the month of March, they both had formed a solid bond with the other.
Ginny and Draco were seated at the end of the Gryffindor table one cold March afternoon.
"I still haven't figured out how I'm going to tell my Mum," Ginny said over a lukewarm cup of hot coco. Draco sighed at her.
"Its not you're Mum we ought to be worrying about. My Father on the other hand is the force that needs to be reckoned with," As Ginny placed her cup down, Draco reached for it and began to take a sip.
"You do realize you can easily pour yourself a cup of coco," Ginny snatched hers back and took a long gulp. Draco's all too familiar smirk splayed upon his lips.
"Yeah, I know," Ginny shook her head and sighed, secretly beaming inside. She placed her cup down next to Draco and slouched.
"I say we just tell them. Who cares what they think about it," Draco nodded sarcastically.
"Yes, of course. And when its time for me to receive the Dark Mark, my Father would personally take it upon himself to reject me, and furthermore plunge my character in the aphotic darkness of social ineptness," Ginny snorted.
"I suppose your character still means that much to you? My, my Draco, I figured you would have gotten over that complex by now," She paused in mock contemplation. "Ah well, I figure we can just pretend I'm your sex slave. That way, your father can still commend you on your dark and dirty deeds so that branded flesh is still foreseen in your future," The words dripped from Ginny's tongue. Draco leaned over and nipped at her earlobe softly.
"I love it when you talk dirty," He stood up from the table. "I ought to finish my homework, I'll come by to the tower before I retire," She waved goodbye to him and decided not to watch him leave. She sighed, and reached down into her bag for parchment and her ink, preparing herself for a letter home to Mother.
"Ginny, I don't exactly know how to answer your letter, so I'll just say what comes to mind. Food. And Dinner. That is to say, he's invited to dinner anytime he's available. Goodness knows I'm not one to turn someone away, even if he is a Malfoy. Now, I've spoken to your father, at your request, and he seems. alright with it. 'My daughter is growing up; I was ready for a future son in-law, but a MALFOY?!' He'll come around hunny. I'll write more in our weekly letter. Tell Draco I said hello, will you? Love, Mum," Ginny read to Draco.
She had received a reply from her family in response to her letter, and they seemed alright with it. At least her mother did. She was sure her father was taking this very hard.
"Was there anything in there that says I should bring something along every time I come for dinner?" Draco asked sarcastically. Ginny let the paper bend in her fingers, and looked over at Draco with reprimanding gaze.
"There's more," with a small flick of her wrist the paper once again stood at attention in front of her face. "P.S., I'm surprised Ron hadn't spoken with me earlier. I could tell from his past letters something was going on. Thank goodness someone finally clued me in," Ginny sighed. "As for you and Draco: I don't know how it happened, I just wish you the best. Mum," Ginny placed the paper down next to her on the maroon carpet.
Ginny and Draco were currently seated in the Gryffindor common room later that evening. Her mother had written back to her quickly, not nearly three hours had passed since she had sent the letter had she had the reply in her hands. Draco shrugged his shoulders.
"Let's hope you get that warm of a welcome from my family tree," Draco motioned for her to come sit next to him in front of the fire. She had been sitting in a huge leather chair, and gladly accepted the offer.
"Let's not worry about everyone else right now. I've been aching to hold you all day," Ginny sat down parallel to him, her legs bridging over his. His strong arm slid across her back and gathered her closer to him. Ginny brought her fathomless eyes to Draco's own lust filled eyes.
Ginny's right arm wove around Draco's back, while her left hand found Draco's right. She grasped his hand tightly as she closed her eyes to his lips. Instantly she felt that same electricity flow through her at the touch of his lips. Draco opened one eye to attempt to survey the room. Good, everyone went to bed.
He closed his eye and dove deeper into the kiss. His tongue darted in and out of her mouth, emitting small moans from Ginny. She soon felt something pressing hard against her thigh. She smiled into the kiss, knowing exactly what that was. She felt like it was time to that them onto the next level. She slowly pulled away from the kiss.
Draco's eyes questioned hers. She smiled at him and began to pull her body away from his.
"What the hell are you doing?" Draco grabbed lightly at her wrist. She crawled in front of him, the roaring fire reflecting in her eyes. She knelt down before him, her fingers traveling to the zipper on his pants.
"Unzipping your pants," she said simply. She looked up at him. He groaned softly and tilted his head back. She smile broadened as she looked back down to his pants. It disappeared when his hand reached up and stopped hers just as she was about to push away the folds of boxers to revile what had haunted her dreams for weeks now.
"What?" her voice trembled slightly. He looked up at her with roguish eyes and a casual smile.
"I'm in charge," He began to lean forward towards Ginny, and she soon found herself laying on her back, with Draco propping himself up next to her. She blushed briefly, but all was lost in another breathtaking kiss. She miraculously tore her mind away from his lips to down where his fingers were now touching.
Draco's legs were touching her left leg, her right one slowly stretched out to the right as his fingers lightly grazed the soft skin of her thigh. Draco had done this before, but he felt a sort of power and dominance over her that he had never felt before. She was new to this, he knew, and he wanted to give her a thrill like she had never experienced before. He kept his touches light and soothing while his lips and tongue mingled with hers.
As the kiss grew more urgent, and with the slight movement in Ginny's hips, Draco new he ought to move on. His fingertips dipped lower then they had before, and reached her underwear. Ginny dug her nails into his forearm in an attempt to halt his teasing fingers as he slid his finger along the very edge of fabric in-between her legs. He smiled against her lips as he finally took hold of her underwear and pulled them down along her thighs. Ginny helped by kicking them off the rest of the way, and with a loud exhalation of breath, urged him on.
Draco's fingers rested on her thigh momentarily then slid down the length of her leg. His fingers slid to the area that had been previously covered up, and in an instant of rush and desire, were inside the girl he had lusted for since the beginning of the school year.
YES! I know I need to finish this all in one chapter, but I'm getting way too tired to go on, but I want to post what I have done. Don't worry, tomorrow I'll add to the chapter and just replace the posted chapter with the complete chapter. Could I have possibly said chapter one more time? I think not.